This is a song about "6tf under"

When under pressure, i never crack

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

Roast under a sauce of wine.

18 months? please, that ain't facing time

While you stand under the table

As i light one for ill will

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Wrap that blunt under after

Cause i got the burner in the hand

You fried under that heated lamp,

I say "stay", she wanna leave

Spinning like wheels under my heels,

Now your done and six feet under

You ain't more street so go suck your mother

But got comma’s in my statement

Then bury her under the pavement